OCD


You latch onto my brain,
Wrapping your dark arms around me
Squeezing so tightly
All I feel is you
You suffocate me with thoughts
Thoughts of "What Ifs"
What if no one loves me?
What if I lose my job?
What if?
What if?
I cannot prepare for what ifs and you know that well
So you squeeze tighter
Making it to where all I notice is you
And all I can think about is you
And you give me strange habits
Things I hate doing
But you love for me to do
Check the locks
Do it again
Once more
You are spiraling out of control, you whisper
And for a moment, I think you're right
But in the end, you're just OCD
And you have no control over me

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